Luyện nghe bài hát (The City Of) Chicago

In the city of Chicago, as the shadows fall
There are people of the hills of Donegal

Eighteen forty-seven was the year it all
Deadly pains of hunger drove a from the land
They journeyed not for glory, motive wasn't greed
A voyage of survival the stormy sea

To the city of Chicago, as the evening shadows
There are people dreaming of the of Donegal

Some of them fortune and some of them knew fame
More of knew hardship, died upon the plane
They spread throughout the nation, they the railroad cars
Brought their songs and to ease their lonely hearts

To the city of Chicago, as the evening fall
There are people of the hills of Donegal